I had brought a box with me along with the blankets. I moaned with despair as he left me, and I was surprised at the sound myself. I tried to wait pat...ently as he readied himself. I watched him and moaned as he sheathed himself. I grasped his arm and pulled him towards me. “Patience,” he said teasing me, smiling wickedly. “Don’t make me wait,” I said. “I need you. Don’t torture me.” “I’m not into torture,” he said, moving on top of me again. I spread my legs wide and he kissed me deeply, making. ..' What does 'elder religions' mean?" Then she got an idea, "Does he mean witches?!"The youngster showed what she thought of that simple-minded idea. "There were other religions, you know. Druids, and the mystery cults; not to mention every pagan deity in the Mediterranean world."Mrs. King smiled. "You are well-read, after all."Hiding behind her tough-girl image, she said, "Only detective stories."Mrs. King thought she understood, "You want to take after you father."The blonde's frown grew. What they had found was an interesting variety of terrain. They had crossed the stream that ran behind the cabin a couple of times - it emerged from higher ground in the back left corner of the property, the north-west corner Jake estimated, ran down and then across behind the cabin, and then wound back disappearing again into the north east.The land between the cabin and the trail was mostly flat but covered in bushes and small trees which hid the cabin. Behind, it rose for a while but then. " Pete, what's that, over there?" Lyssa pointed off into the darkness."Where? I don't see anything." Come over here, out of the light. Now, look. It seems to be some kind of a bluish glow."Standing with his back to the fire, he looked where she was pointing."You're right, there does seem to be a faint glow over there." He took a few more steps away from the fire. "Yes, I can see it better, now. It looks like someone painted an 'X' on the side of the hill." Oh, I see it now!" Amy exclaimed."I.